Chapter 37

• Ray stared down at her trying to remind himself that her parents were somewhere in that house and it wasn't the right time or place to do what he was thinking of doing. But that was hard seeing how beautiful she was with her cheeks flushed and her hair spread out all over the bed underneath him. He hadn't been able to sleep last night because all he could think about was her. How she tasted, how she felt when she was in his arms. When he woke up that morning, all of it had seemed like a dream. He had been a little drunk so maybe his mind had come up with everything which is why he was going to make sure he hadn't dreamt about kissing her. He had to reassure himself that she'd really kissed him back. It was stupid to think that way but he'd woken up in the past after having such dreams. Then when he saw her, she'd glare at him, reminding him that most of it was in his head. So far she hadn't put up any resistance. That was a good sign.
• He lowered his head until they were a breath apart. Her heavy breathing drew his eyes to her chest where it rose and fell, indicating she was affected by his proximity and not because he'd thrown her on the bed. At least that's what he told himself. He ran his gaze over her bosom and not being able to resist, he bent his head and kissed her cleavage. He took a minute to smell her, burying his nose and inhaling deeply. She smelled like peaches. He liked peaches. As of that moment. Moving up, he placed small licks and bites on her neck all the way to her chin liking how she bent her back, offering him everything.
• Her eyes fluttered close just as their mouths touched and Ray knew it hadn't been a dream. It was all real. The way she'd kissed him then protested when he'd put a stop to it. Her disappointment when he'd told her goodnight. He had been trying to sit still because all he'd thought about was sneaking with her into her bedroom and finishing what they'd started. How's that working out for you now? His inner voice threw back. He'd have an answer or a retort if his brain hadn't turned to mush. He bit her lower lip, tugging on it and she pushed her groin into his.